A major crash nap.

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It wasn't the food, it was the end of the fast.  My body simply isn't used to low blood sugar.  It had risen to 111 before eating anything.  I couldn't stay awake long enough after dinner to get that read.  But after three to four hours down, it is 133.  Good enough, but not good enough for a second meal within daily fasting.  A second meal will require a blood sugar of 110, or rarely 120 if it is needed, but within four hours after the first meal.  BP was best from the right arm, at 127/93 pulse 93.

Headache.  I had the door shut, it gets warm and stuffy.  Should have had the ac going.  If I can get going, I will get a shower and go to town.  Dry catfood.  I'd also like to hit dishes, and buy disposable cups.  I just can't keep up.  Which, in part, is why I am grilling.  If that has the side benefit of flavor, general ease, and keeping the indoors cool.  Ugh, aspirin might help kick the aches enough to get going sooner.

Steak.  Quite good.  Broth first, to ease out of the fast.  I don't salt broth while making it, so do need to add some.  It is never as salty as store bought, by taste or beyond.  Add a bit of fresh cracked pepper and even less salt is needed, same with cream.  It was a good meal, if it took a long time to eat it.  As mentioned, I had already begun falling before eating anything.

Well, on to waking and maybe to town.  Walmart is probably open.  For the lame, Walmart is a treasure.  May you never understand having no control over your schedule most of the time.  I have been lucky, and aimed my appointments well.  That... won't hold.  Then again, I have still missed an appointment and had to change an half a dozen.  Yeah, they really help the mostly dead.

Later.